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About Munich

Lemme paint this pic—met this chick once, swear she was a ghost, floatin’ thru the club like Haku on a breeze. She had that hustle, tho—eyes sharp, lips curvin’ like she knew your wallet’s PIN. I was like, “Damn, she’s a dragon in disguise!” Reminded me of Miyazaki’s world—beautiful, twisted, deep as fuck. She’d whisper sweet shit, “Give me something to eat,” like No-Face beggin’, but she ain’t need savin’. She *was* the river, drownin’ fools for fun.

Erotic offers in Erding

On the outskirts, don’t miss the old ruins near Erding-West. They’re raw, abandoned–like a relic of the past. I get these crazy feels whenever I pass by. Man, it makes my hands tingle, like I’m connectin' with the dark history. And hey, there’s a cool park called Naturpark Erding, a green breath in the concrete jungle. I sometimes take a walk there to clear my head about my massage biz.

Sandra "Sandy" K. Dose Obituary September 12, 2020